Taz Graphic Novels & Stories

A blue dot was on the completely opposite side of the screen. "Blue's Kiema?" I asked, just for clarification. "Yes." "Blow it," Taryk said, taking command of the situation. "Blow that fucker up. Pull up thermal." Xander sat down, pushed to the correct screen and keyboard. The display changed from dark night to a hazy green with what looked like almost one hundred human shaped rainbows within range of the red dot. The blue dot only had a handful of colorful humanoid shapes. "Three, two, one. Detonate." Taryk's voice was calm, detached. Clinical. The image on screen ignited in whites, reds, yellows, and oranges.

I, you got a self governed internet. ".…What are you doing??…". Just as I finished sorting the gold bars that now has filled the entire warehouse, my phone became extremely hot in my pants. Looking at it, I saw pages of web pages opened and close. [Downloading information's…it's quite disturbing in here..looked at my new looks..I made myself and avatar..]. (T.A.S) T.A.S now has made an avatar of himself, he copied the looks of Alf#@$ from Bat%&n.

As the leader and artist responsible for Zacharias, he felt excessively nervous. “Yeah, I did.” “It was so simple that I didn't think it was your work, man!” “Zach said that he will add more details after he publicizes his marriage.” Taylor hummed. “Okay, tomorrow we will post a clarification statement. Do you have temporary tattoos that you can use?” "Yeah, I have a temporary ink. Why?” “Use that on your member's left ring finger as well. We will use this opportunity to slowly spoil your comeback. Can you think of a design?” asked Taylor.

I went into my bathroom and took my shower, the water calmed me down, I walk out of the shower to my closet to pick my clothes for work, I had a VIP patient to attend to today, and by the look of things I was gonna be late if I don't hurry, since I spent my night dreaming, I picked a black trouser with a blue shirt as I quickly got dressed. This particular VIP patient of mine had an accident during a game, he was devastated and thought he couldn't go back to playing again, but luckily I and my team were able to bring him out of his depression, that is with his cooperation, because when he learnt that with time he could go back to the game, he wanted everything to work fast, but after much en

“Fuck you. You can’t do anything so extreme with just one picture. You’re bluffing – I know you have nothing more on me.” His reply made her shiver. “If you want to take chances, first see how high the stakes are.” Attached to the message, was a screenshot showing the thumbnails of several pictures of herself in different phases of her life – half-dressed or naked, always throwing a lusty look at the camera. There was a thumbnail of a video where she had two fingers between her legs. Tashi gulped. She remembered how the video ended – her masturbating furiously to an intense orgasm, moaning Akash’s name out loud. The other thumbnail was of a video of Akash fucking her while she lay on the bed

He never told me about these angels. "Hey, I bring Taz over." "Thanks!" He opened the car and Taz got out barking and running to us. Zoe screams and clung to me. "It's alright. It's Taz." "Taz-Taz?" she asked. I put her down and Taz licked Zoe. Zoe giggles and falls on her butt. He did the same to Zeke and Zeke is trying to pull Taz's tail. I kneel and embrace my Taz.

A small dorm sized refrigerator sat in the far corner. Riffraff laid his cut on the back of one of the chairs. Taz couldn’t help but smile as she watched him walk away. She admired the ink on his back, and the lovely shape of his ass in his jeans. He came back out of the closet pulling on a t-shirt. Typical biker shirt, scantily clad, big busted woman on a motorcycle. “It’s a stupid thought, but it’s the same one that I have every time I see a picture like that.” Taz touched the girl on the t-shirt, ignoring his body heat and the electricity that zapped up her arm. “Just how badly did she burn her legs?”

Attached is a tag with three engraved words: FOR SUBJECT ZERO

He asked. "Wanna ask about our homework, I was in the same Math and Geography class with her." "Oh I see.. Try to message her." "I don't have her number." I said truthfully and Chase took out his phone showing me Athena's phone number. "Thanks man." "Anytime." Chase smiled and patted my shoulder before he got up and walked away. I smirked looking at Athena's phone number and I decided to message her. If you're good at fixing cars, can you show me how to fix my heart?

~Tessa- My voice was shaky. “Liv, this is Tariq. Tariq from T Fashion House. The Tariq I’ve been talking about for months!” Liv frowned, confused. “Wait, like… the fashion house? The one you recently sent an emails to?” “Yes!” Tessa shouted, half thrilled, half exasperated. “And you were casually talking to him last night like he’s just some random T!” Liv snatched the card back, staring at it properly for the first time. The embossed silver logo shimmered under the morning light. “Oh.”